At twenty-four
I'll be everything probably
Letter sent was lost at sea
All is lost or left to win
All that matters is twenty-four

Ruling cities or universe
Perfect hair, neverending thirst
Perfect heart cares for all of us
I have to destroy everything first

Hope is reached at a high point
Compulsive joy that I'll recall
Young minds understand everyone
Remember me as the best of all

At twenty-four
Everything will be alright
Fireworks and fairy lights
Another me alone at night
All that matters is twenty-four